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w1cked

On the In-side of a joke.

About Me

No. Nothing.

My Interests

I like verbs because they move. I like nouns because they represent. I like adjectives because they awaken. I wish I were only semantics.

I'd like to meet:

The one who took my father's life. "Is he happy?" I'd ask.

Music:

(read Sound) F sus. It cuts.

Movies:

(read Sight) Steel-stained bloodied fingers. The scent.

Television:

(read Fury) Watching and wishing sometimes and then becoming sick. We should all be cheered for.

Books:

(read Escape) Worn, shredded, folded, remembered. Please give me more.

Heroes:

Pharoah, my Pharoah.

My Blog

maybe

ifI leave everything I knowif I start overifI do something no one would expect of meif I drinkif I write snippets of things that I will later call poetry, but that aren't anything but sad attemptsif I...
Posted by w1cked on Thu, 13 Sep 2007 06:24:00 PST

okay, just Do it already.

I have some left-over 2-by-4's from previous strikes, though they're much too short to fashion a crucifix.  Isn't that weird?  That a symbol of torture is now an icon for sacrifice? By the w...
Posted by w1cked on Fri, 20 Jul 2007 10:46:00 PST

numbers that burn

1 - 2 - 5 - 3add : between 2 and 5 and add am after the 3and you'll never forget what time he diedtake the 1 and 2 and reverse their order to 21that's how old he wasadd the last two numbers 5 and 3 an...
Posted by w1cked on Wed, 25 Apr 2007 07:35:00 PST

oh just stop,

How deliberate it feels. How it pales.in Second.And it's "Damnitt, no" and "You're doing it wrong."If I were born completely knowledgeable, I would kill myself.But sometimes I wish I could know it all...
Posted by w1cked on Sat, 17 Mar 2007 01:17:00 PST

Clean, Clean

I exist.So I hurt people.Thanksfor the reminder. I love it when I don't forgetwhat I've done before.And I love how they crucify mewith scrap wood from their unvacuumed carpetsand then have the gall to...
Posted by w1cked on Tue, 15 Aug 2006 12:58:00 PST

do i sleep ?

I have no thoughts. That's a lie. I have several thousand.  But I can't pick the ones that make sense from the ones that I've been trying to dispel by drinking styrofoam cups of water.  Some...
Posted by w1cked on Fri, 21 Apr 2006 11:53:00 PST

stopping breathing

My father died this second of April at 3:02 in the morning. If it seems that I've forgotten the world existed, it's because I have....
Posted by w1cked on Wed, 05 Apr 2006 12:20:00 PST

when I was 10

April 2, 1995   Dear God, Why does the world work the way it does?  I'm ten now, which means I'm a lot wiser than I used to be, and I'm wise enough to know that something is there.  I d...
Posted by w1cked on Sun, 19 Mar 2006 12:57:00 PST

sp0tlight

I never knewnever knewthat the mirror I sometimes looked throughwas broken I always thoughtalways thoughtmy face was a million shards of distortion Stupid!  I'm so stupidfor never looking downin ...
Posted by w1cked on Mon, 31 Oct 2005 08:33:00 PST

strangle

It makes me want to shout, "YOU HAVE TALENT"but would he listen?My fingertips itch with the need to strangle the neck of my guitaror maybe just hisneckIf you took me by the hand,I wouldn't speak to yo...
Posted by w1cked on Wed, 26 Oct 2005 04:28:00 PST